Let Your Heart Hold Fast Novels & Stories

incinerated by the fact that the Human Heart is Un-Bindable. We stood in the center of the "Sovereign Fast," our breath coming in short, ragged gasps of hot, copper-heavy air. The One-Hundred-and-Forty-Eighth Layer was no longer a lung; it was a Void of Pure, Un-Written Potential, where every shadow was a new start and every drop of blood was a new ocean.

I press the letter to my chest and I feel the heart thump against the paper like a reply. "I don't know your name as I write this. I don't know your face. But I know you needed a heart and I have one to give, and honestly that's a better love story than most people get. My heart is stubborn, that’s a fair warning. It beats faster when it's angry and slower when it's near lavender and it has a terrible habit of falling in love with people who don't know what to do with love. That might be my fault. Or it might just be the heart. Either way, it's yours now. So make sure you appreciate it and treat it better than I did."

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”

The bones in his fingers snapped instantly, and blood started dripping everywhere. Still, the pain was nothing compared to the agony of his heart being torn apart. He dropped to his knees among the glass shards, clawing at his throat. Even breathing felt like a sin. Enzo had personally driven the woman he loved most into the depths of hell.

Now you're in the stars And six-feet's never felt so far Here I am alone Between the heavens and the embers Oh, it hurts so hard For a million different reasons You took the best of my heart And left the rest in pieces Digging through your old birthday letters A crumpled 20 still In the box I don't think that I Could ever find a way to spend it Even if it's the last 20 that I've got, oh I'm still holdin' on to everything that's dead and gone I don't wanna say goodbye 'Cause this one means forever Now you're in the stars And six-feet's never felt so far Here I am alone Between the heavens and the embers Oh, it hurts so hard For a million different reasons You took the best of my heart And lef

"To wield love is not to whisper sweet words or offer softness, Mighty one. It is to bear your bond, your devotion, and your passion. This is the chain that will hold him in place. That way, he will be forced to remain in the light long enough to be destroyed." I didn't bother asking any other questions as I knew they couldn't offer more than this. I will just hold onto what they offered and hope it worked.

I wanted to be her person, take care of her. "I'm not rushing you, I swear, I'm not, but I need to know I'm not grasping at loose straws here. I need to know that you want this to work out. I will put your heart back together again if you'll be my girl, Dove. If it takes until we're seventy, I'll do it every day." More tears spilled from her eyes. "I love you, Remington." I'd been dying to hear those words since I was eighteen. Now at twenty-three they felt worth the wait.

He sighed out of relief he's in right now, he likes cats and can't afford to kill one even if it is accidentally. "What was that?" He asked himself. "Why do I feel strange?" His heart was beating so fast that he can hear it without a stethoscope, he shake it off and drive anyway to his destination. His phone suddenly rang so he picked it up with his other free hand. "Hello?" He groaned when his heart won't stop beating fast. "Yes?" "Where are you?" Her voice was so low when she asked him, "can you drive faster?" He smiled, he really loves hearing her voice.

This is gonna hurt her even more! Halsey lowers her gaze, focusing her mind on the song she wrote. Her mind is focusing on Nathan and the rest of the audience is suddenly invisible to her. I can do this, she chants to herself. “I left that day, holding your hand I trusted you with all my heart The moments we had in our childhood The times you were there when I was crying I held on to your hand I held onto the memories Of you and I Trusting your words like a fool Abandoning whom I love

She tried not to faint… “But I have to warn you that my intentions don’t involve letting you kiss me goodnight at the door.” Regina’s heart thudded. If only this could be real. If only this could remain like this forever... But she hid her hopes and grasped this opportunity with both hands. Because the truth was… she could have now, and all the other memories they created, to keep her through the lonely days ahead. “I think I can live with that,” she said, after a lingering kiss of her own. She held on to that mantra over the next few hours. Through dusty fairways, caramel apples, and threats to ride the Sidewinder. At one point, she stumbled, and Damien steadied her at her elbow. As they co